Daddy’s Doting Addiction by Spicy Tuna

Chapter 75

Chapter 75 The dark living room stared back at Jack in pin–drop silence, as if silently mocking his one sided enthusiasm. Jack reached out to turn on the lights, and the state of the living room shocked him. 

Junk food piled up on the coffee table, including a cold, half–eaten bowl of instant noodles. A game console and a laptop were placed carelessly on top of the pile, and the floor was covered in food crumbs. It was painstakingly clear that Naomi had spent the past few days in freedom and bliss. Jack‘s face hardened. He looked into the bedroom and the study, and he could not find a soul. He could not believe that he had purposely finished his work early and rushed back on the earliest flight. Naomi was not waiting for him at all. 

Jack let out a cold laugh. He let go of his grip, and the gift box he held fell straight into the trash bin. 

The gifts, like his extinguished enthusiasm, turned into ashes and garbage. He pulled out his phone and dialed Sean‘s number. “Book me a presidential suite.” Sean misunderstood Jack‘s intentions and said cheekily, “Sir, you‘re not thinking of taking your wife to...” “She is not my wife, and I don‘t want to hear you mention her name!” Jack snapped with a frown. 

He hung up the phone and quietly walked out of the building. 

City, Naomi slowly awakened in the warehouse of

lights made it difficult for her to open her eyes. Eight high–definition video cameras were placed in front of her, all of them aimed right at her. She was tied securely onto a large wooden board, with her

a corner and... stripped! “Oh, you‘re up? It looks like we‘ll

for that with her body!” “Go ahead and scream, baby. We might go easy

the other men joined in. Naomi held back her disgust and calmly met the red–headed man‘s eyes. “I don‘t think I‘ve offended you in any way.” “It‘s just business, baby. Blame it on your bad luck!” The red–headed man had already taken off his shirt and approached Naomi with a malicious

what Clarissa Green is giving you!” “Ten times?” asked the red–headed man as he stopped in his tracks. Naomi saw an opportunity and frantically replied, “Yes! Ten times! I‘m married to the Hough family, so that amount of money is nothing to me! Think about it. Would you rather go against Clarissa

“Well...” 

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